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“Let me help you,” he begged. What was to happen now? She turned to Roding quickly. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming. You left Hong-Kong at night, by way of the Pearl River, and arrived in Canton the next morning. ” “Your ideas of fairness—” he remarked, and discontinued that sentence. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. I hate children.
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